Somewhere

Somewhere in this world tonight

Beneath a watching star

There sits a man

Talking to the heavens

Spilling sweet romance

Whispering sweet nothings

Praying for his chance

 

Somewhere...

 

There he sits alone and dreams

Of electric love

A spark

A sign

A thunderbolt

A romantic rhyme

A fairy-tale, he has been told

And yet,

He waits, longing

 

Somewhere...

 

Here I sit

Beneath the watching stars

Talking to the heavens

Spilling sweet romance

Whispering sweet nothings

Praying for a chance

 

Here...

 

Here I sit alone and dream

Of electric love

A spark

A sign

A thunderbolt

A romantic rhyme

A fairy-tale, I have been told

And yet,

I wait, longing

 

Here.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[AK]

Patience will win the day. And he will appear from somewhere least expected at the oddest time. No hurries, no worries.

[Ed Hart]

yes, it is true, and you will meet; but remember, you are both whole people, and romance, though lovely, is just a long introduction...